idle know if you would remember zach, a shepherd mix i met a year or so ago. you can go back and see him. maybe i will too. he was an old dear soul, we bonded by heart in a moment, and him at his end, and then gone, and he had a brain tumor, like fen, and they lived with the shoesmith park between them. and now there is a new dog, mina, and i think like zach, like fen, she may be meant to bide some time with me. 

there is something afoot as the vanished k. says, a passage of dogs, a river of time, a measure of water known by the speed of its flow, my place in motion, my dogs and days.